Type-Moon: Root Seiko

Canaan, who had already devoured the second plate of fried rice like a typhoon had passed, looked completely innocent as he held a spoon in his mouth.

She even stuck out her tongue and licked her glossy lips:

“I already said that. After Luo Zhen let me go, I called Xiao Kuang and told her, ‘I am now Saber Master’s slave. Xiao Kuang, come and join me soon.’ I made it very clear.”

"‘You know what I mean?!’"

Even Jeanne d'Arc joined in the吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical comments) with Ryougi Shirou and Touka. This made Irisviel and King Arthur on the other side laugh.

Chapter 53 Fate Staying Tonight

About an hour ago.

Berserker Kyoko, panting heavily as she raced down the avenue at night, received a call from her Master.

In order not to miss the call, Kyoko deliberately did not become a spirit, but instead ran at high speed on the main road in a physical form.

Although the surveillance cameras would probably capture the bizarre tale of a humanoid object speeding at tens of kilometers per hour, she couldn't care less about that right now.

She hurriedly followed the Archbishop's instructions, connecting the advanced equipment in her hands, and couldn't wait to get up there:

"Hey Master, are you alright? I haven't heard from you for hours. What happened? I'm on my way to Fuyuki City. Where are you? I'm coming to find you right away!"

"Oh, Kuang? I'm Saber's master's slave now! Kuang, hurry up and come join me! Just locate me, bye-bye!"

“…Huh? (€€€€€€)”

Kyoko learned something new: even the temporary bodies of Heroic Spirits sweat, and the sticky feeling on their bodies is very uncomfortable.

Having been in this modern society for more than half a year, and because his Master really wanted him to accompany her in enjoying daily life.

So, although Kyoko was extremely unwilling, she eventually gave in to her mother's insistence and put on the hoodie, shorts, and over-the-knee socks that Kyoko had bought for her.

At the very least, she had to wear a mask to cover her face; this was the last vestige of Kyoko's faith, a struggle she herself felt was a death throes.

...Therefore, at this point, her own hot breath was churning inside the mask, burning her cheeks.

"Master, I've become Saber Master's slave... captured?! Tortured and brainwashed?!"

My own teaching group also has this specialized technique, so Kyoko-kun understands!

The seemingly casual, open-minded, and even cheerful tone in her voice on the phone must have been due to being hypnotized by drugs!

Their own religious group understands this perfectly!

This made Kyoko feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave. Ignoring the damage, she launched herself again! She had to rescue her Master as quickly as possible!

As the icy air lashed against her face and touched her burning skin, Kyoko recalled countless times the six months she had spent with this wondrous Master.

Someone like her, an ordinary member of the sect who wasn't even Hassan, and who hadn't left any great achievements in history, shouldn't have been recorded on the Throne of Heroes at all.

She herself didn't know why she became a Heroic Spirit, so much so that she was completely bewildered when she was summoned.

But thanks to the knowledge imparted by the Holy Grail ritual, her doubts lasted only a moment... before being filled with anger.

Evil magicians and heretics performed this heretical ritual.

In the name of the so-called Holy Grail, they summon devout followers of God—even recording the nineteen great elders of the mountains! Each ritual calls upon one of them to serve them!

This is absolutely outrageous!

Kyoko's anger was burning, and the berserk attribute she was given further intensified the purity of her faith!

So the moment she was summoned, Kyoko immediately asked the summoner before her, "Are you a magician seeking the Holy Grail?"

If she nodded, or showed the slightest hesitation or deception, Kyonobu would kill her.

Even Hassan wasn't a fanatic; he had no desire to make any promises to heretical falsehoods. All he wanted to do was slaughter as many magicians as possible before he disappeared.

……but.

Like a miracle from God, the fanatic saw the perfect modern prophet.

The girl replied cheerfully, "I'm not a magician. More like, do you have a sweet tooth? I have sugar sticks, want one?"

This girl named Canaan is undoubtedly a descendant of the cult.

Even after several centuries, people have forgotten even the basic dogmas.

Even everything they believed in during their lifetime has been demonized and stigmatized.

But the very existence of this pure and perfect girl, like a work of art, is the best answer to the Kyoko faith.

Canaan's innate gift of empathy and his extraordinary steely spirit make him a perfect example of the Old Man of the Mountain.

If the sect had continued to this day, she would definitely have had the chance to enter the abyss and become the modern-day Hassan-e-Sabah!

This moved the fanatical son, who had never had the chance to become Hassan in his lifetime, to tears. Overwhelmed with joy, he wept, which confused Canaan.

...I, an incompetent person who is not Hassan, was summoned to the present world amidst all sorts of impossibilities, surely to help this born Hassan realize his ideals.

Even if the Holy Grail is a heretical relic, if this is God's will, then I will assist my Master in obtaining it.

Although Canaan possesses near-perfect talent, almost like a diamond that needs no polishing, he still has areas where he is not yet fully mature.

Therefore, I should take responsibility to protect her and teach her.

Treat her like your own younger sister, assist her as an older sister, and do your best to help her understand the long-lost doctrines.

But she just loves to have fun!

The entertainment of this era is so decadent! The girls' clothes are so revealing, why are their thighs all exposed!

She even wanted to change into pretty clothes! She said they suited her perfectly, and even wanted to do her own makeup and dye her hair, and wanted to form a band with me!

This trial was so terrifying that even Kyoko feared that his faith would one day crumble.

But we can educate her slowly. As the older sister, I will definitely persuade my playful younger sister to get back on the right track!

The priority now is to rescue Canaan from that evil Saber Master!

Even if it costs me my entire being, my spiritual foundation will be shattered.

I too must bravely venture into the demon's lair and confront that evil man...

"Got you!"

After another hour of running at full speed, Kyoshiko finally ventured deep into the Fukayama-cho residential area of ​​Fuyuki City and met the man who was lounging at the gate!

He was the one who humiliated him greatly at the church and stole his hood!

And now she even dares to brainwash her own Master, subjecting her to all sorts of torture and interrogation, making Canaan's body and mind... What a hateful lecher!!!

Kyoko didn't even bother to act. Her aura concealment, which had already failed due to her reckless running, was useless. Instead, her berserk state completely gained the upper hand.

She immediately accelerated, intending to unleash Hassan's secret technique, "Body Driving Without Thought," pushing her body to its limits.

"Xiao Kuang, stop!"

Canaan suddenly darted out from behind Luo Zhen, spreading his arms to block him.

Seeing that the maddened beast was indeed like a wild boar with no intention of stopping, Canaan decided not to wait any longer:

“I commanded with a command spell: Berserker, do not harm my friend.”

"Huh?!"

This is an utterly unreasonable demand.

The charging Kyoko was abruptly stopped, the recoil from her Noble Phantasm making her so suffocated she almost vomited blood, and her knees buckled as she collapsed.

Canaan caught the servant she treated like a younger sister, then turned to look at Rozen:

"Hey boss, you should have some spare rooms, right? Could we stay the night?"

Chapter 54 The Saintess Sleeps with Her

"How should I put it... it's a bit like the final settlement in the ending of a novel, and it's actually quite good."

That night, after returning to his room, Luo Zhen felt quite emotional thinking about the situation where both Irisviel & Lancer and Canaan & Berserker had chosen to stay at his house.

Needless to say, Canaan was a god-like figure with an eccentric way of thinking, and from the very beginning, he participated in the Holy Grail War simply for fun.

She coaxed the fanatic who was throwing a tantrum after being silenced by a Command Spell. Both sides thought of each other as the willful younger sister and themselves as the older sister who needed to be taken care of. They returned to the guest room that Luo Zhen had prepared, bickering and making a fuss.

Irisviel also said it was too late, and going back to the forest castle would be too much trouble—besides, it was too much fun here! She didn't want to go back at all!

Luo Zhen was naturally very welcoming and let them each choose a room to stay in.

Although there are still many things to discuss, it doesn't matter if we leave them until tomorrow; it'll be a good time to relax my mind.

Only Joan of Arc, who was always worrying, breathed a sigh of relief after entering Rozen's room.

She said with a hint of resentment, "Luckily, I sent Rin and Sakura to Miss Ayumi's mansion beforehand. Miss Touko has also been moved, so now only we are left in the main house... But seriously, since Miss Ayumi's fairytale mansion is capable of defending against attacks from Heroic Spirits, wouldn't it be better for you, Master, to move in as well? Now that we're living under the same roof, what if Lancer and Berserker attack at the same time..."

“I believe they won’t,” Luo Zhen said, tidying the bed. “And even if they do attack together, I believe we can win. This way, the risk on Yuu-soo’s side is also reduced, right?”

"...Even so."